Assistant to My Contracted Husband
Chapter 1051: Husband Hero Saves the Beauty (1)

Chapter 1051: Chapter 1051: Husband Hero Saves the Beauty (1)

In front of the Eiffel Tower, the busy street was filled with a constant stream of vehicles...

Mu Wan looked at the speeding car directly ahead of her, her heart pounding with fear...

But in the face of life and death... what flashed through her mind was Qin Mu’s handsome face.

Mu Wan quickly realized she couldn’t react in time, that there was no way to dodge... She could only resign herself to fate. Thinking this, Mu Wan slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

With a loud bang, Mu Wan had initially believed there was no escaping disaster. But the expected pain did not arrive.

Mu Wan struggled to open her eyes... She felt a gust of wind rush past her... The screeching sound of brakes rang sharply in her ears.

Lifting her gaze, Mu Wan saw that before her was a Cadillac that had collided with the car speeding toward her, pushing it away.

Mu Wan: "..."

"Miss Mu, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

The female secretary hurried over, looking at Mu Wan’s frightened expression and asking with concern. She then helped Mu Wan stand up.

If Miss Mu were to get hurt, it’d be completely over for me. After all, Miss Mu was entrusted to my care by President Qin, and President Qin cares about her much more than anyone could imagine.

Mu Wan: "..."

It took Mu Wan a long time to recover, realizing she was unscathed. She stumbled toward the direction of the sketch she had just dropped.

The sketch...

"I’m fine..."

"Really, I’m fine, nothing happened to me..."

Female Secretary: "..."

Is this really the time for her to be thinking about the sketch?

Is her work really that important?

...

Mu Wan, having just fallen, now had bloodied palms scraped raw.

After struggling to reach the roadside, she saw the sketch lying quietly in a corner... Mu Wan raised her hand and picked up the drawing; her bright red blood had seeped into the paper... leaving it a bit messy.

But... it wasn’t the sketch of Qin Mu wearing formal attire.

Instead... it was a sketch she had drawn years ago, of Qin Mu as a youth, wearing his school uniform and playing basketball.

Mu Wan’s blood had stained the man’s handsome face in the drawing, the pencil lines now blurred slightly.

Mu Wan: "..."

It wasn’t...

Mu Wan couldn’t tell whether she should let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Well, at least everything was okay.

Just moments earlier, Mu Wan’s mind had been singularly fixed on not losing the sketch; she hadn’t thought about anything else. Suddenly recalling the car accident, she trembled as she ran back toward the center of the road.

"Miss Mu... You..."

No matter how important the sketch was, it couldn’t possibly be more important than her own life.

After grabbing the sketch, Miss Mu seemed completely dazed and out of it.

When Mu Wan arrived at the site of the accident, she still couldn’t fully grasp what had just happened. But then, she noticed the man inside the car that had been struck. He was cursing angrily, though fortunately, despite the car being severely damaged, the man was barely hurt—it was a lucky break.

"Shit! What the hell is this... You woman... Don’t you watch where you’re walking? Damn it, what crappy luck... None of you will get away with this, I swear I’ll make you pay!"

The man was speaking in French; Mu Wan couldn’t understand.

But it was clear from the tone that he was extremely upset, ranting furiously.

Mu Wan clenched her tiny fists... Her gaze fell on the interior of the Cadillac—strangely, she felt an inexplicable sense of affection toward this person who had descended from nowhere to save her from danger.

But at the same time, a vague unease tugged at her heart...